I walked from the bathroom to the bedroom with a girl anally impaled on
my cock; not a lot of people could say the same. I was still hard but
once on the bed, Miya managed to convince me to pull out, insisting she
wanted to thank me for all the orgasms. She wormed her way between my
legs and turned around. Ignoring that my cock was coated in spent cum,
she swallowed it whole.
That blowjob ruined me. How can any able-bodied person compete against a
girl who uses her mouth to write, paint, and stir? I couldn’t believe
she had only one tongue. I didn’t last long and she eat all of my cum
with hearty gulps. It was my turn to return the favor and the thought of
sticking my wet cock in her wet slit renewed my erection. I knew Miya
was game for anything but I still threaded carefully, ready to abort at
any objection about virginity or pain or anything I might have
misunderstood about her condition. There were only gasps from Miya, the
same gasps I heard when I penetrated her bum, the gasps I grew so fond
of. My entire cock disappeared inside her abdomen and the gasps turned
into moans as I kickstarted increasingly powerful thrusts.
Her breasts weren’t so slippery anymore and it felt like I understood Miya now. She wanted to play to her strength. She wanted to give me sensations other lovers were overly equipped for. So, yeah, I fucked superman-style like a fleshlight by my grip on her clamped breasts. Don’t ask me how able-bodied girls are supposed to compete with sex like that either. I filled her pussy with cream then switched holes and refilled her ass with more cream. It is a daily workout that has kept me in great shape to this very day.
When we finally collapsed back on the bed, Miya provided me with the softest, most comfortable pillow I’d ever had.
“Are you hungry?” a little voice interrupted my morning dreams. I was nibbling on one of my pillow’s nipples.
“Yeah...” All that sex yesterday made me forget about supper. “Ready for the best cereals you’ve ever tasted?”
“Would you be insulted if I distracted myself while we ate?”
You know, having a girl bouncing her ass on your cock takes all the awkwardness away from spoon-feeding her. It was the best three weeks of my life and that, girls, is how I met your mother.
“Jesus Christ, Dad. Did you have to include all the sex stuff?”
“I’m going to go throw up.”
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